Nonlinear Love

"It's a dead knot, but I can't get it off." Su Lian lowered his eyelashes and wrapped his knuckles around the rope, the more he tangled, the more dead he became.

Chi Wang walked over quickly, put one hand on Su Lian's waist, suddenly pulled the distance, and whispered, "I'll help you."

Su Lian felt that these words burned his ears because he was still tired in the morning, and his voice was low and deep, and his breathing missed a beat.

He raised his head slightly, staring at the tips of Chi Yan's jet-black hair. Because of the close distance, his deep and shallow breaths hit his face frankly.

And his own belt is still in the hands of others. In this situation, I feel a little inappropriate.

Chi Wang didn't think about it that much, he arched his back slightly, and focused on untying the knot of the rope. During the movement, his thumb accidentally rubbed against the waist that lifted the hem.

The warm touch between the palm and the waist made Su Lian froze for a moment, and his back tensed.

Just as he was about to say something, Gu Anjiu pierced the sky with a high-pitched voice: "Oh my god, the world is getting worse, I saw something incredible."

The two turned their heads in unison, and said in unison, "Are you sick?"

The little fat man was good at covering his eyes, saying that it is not suitable for children, he turned his back and quickly got into the bathroom.

Chi Yan pulled the rope, the dead knot loosened, and the knuckles went around in a circle, making a beautiful knot.

Without thinking about it, I patted it on the slender waist: "Okay."

I didn't get the position right, the shot was off the beaten path, and it landed below the waist, and the palm of my hand felt good.

Only with hindsight did I realize that my action was a bit out of line, and my fingertips twisted lightly, as if the temperature just now remained.

Unintentionally lightened, Su Lian's ears turned a little red, and he pulled the knot from his hand: "Thank you."

Chi Huang pretended to turn around inadvertently and coughed lightly: "Enter the venue immediately, let's hurry over."

"Well, I'm going to brush my teeth first." Su Lian brushed past him and rushed into the bathroom without turning his head, leaving a hurried back.

As if he was not the only one who was shy, Chi Li put his hands in his trouser pockets and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

After packing up, the five people followed them downstairs and walked towards the playground.

It is also strange that it always rains during the annual school celebration, the road is wet, and the fine rain falls, and it is cool to get into the neck, and it is already late autumn.

When he found the meeting point of Class 6, Li Guoqing saw the slow-moving people, and he waved his hands to urge people to hurry over.

The entrance ceremony of the sports meeting was very boring. After a group of leaders finished their speeches, each class entered the arena one by one, going around the field for a week, and went through the process.

The schedule for the next two days has been arranged, and the first group event is the long rope, which will be entered in the order of the class.

From the third year of junior high school to the first year of high school, the people in the stands were yawning all the time. This project really lacked passion and interest.

Liu Youyou is ready to be a frontline reporter, and frantically broadcasts the real-time battle situation in the group:

[Tao mud Bobo No. 2]: Everyone, pay attention, they are going to play soon, are you ready?

[Taro mash Bobo No. 27]: My camera is ready! The spears are all in place!

[Tao mud Bobo No. 427]: The manuscript in the group has already been submitted, and I will read it immediately!

[Tao mud Bobo No. 89]: The best stand location, ready!

[Tao mud Bobo No. 374]: The little sisters from my other school are here. Today is the first team building of this support club!

…….

After half an hour, it was finally the second year of high school.

As soon as Chi Li and Su Liangang came on stage, two athletic teenagers with tall legs and long legs stood on the field. A group of girls in the stands were instantly revived. It's like watching a fucking concert.

Li Guoqing, who was explaining the matters of attention, was attracted and turned back, and asked in doubt: "It was quite quiet just now. Are there so many fans in our class?"

"Teacher, you don't understand this, it's all for our two handsome guys." Liu Youyou smiled and rolled her eyes, exuding a state of extreme excitement.

Standing on the other side of the long rope, Su Lian was speechless when he heard the name of the new team.

Is there a difference between a leading group and a handsome guy with a rocking rope? No, the same soil.

He and Chi Wang looked at each other from a distance, but that person had swept away the smog of the past few days, and looked heroic, like a peacock with an open screen.

Not knowing what he was having fun, Su Lian snorted coldly, was it because of the screams of those girls?

With an order, the students in Class 6 who participated in the rope skipping line up in a long line, and they passed the rope one by one in an orderly manner.

After practicing for several days, Chi Juan and Su Lian had a tacit understanding, with the same strength and the same arc, and the long rope slid through the fine rain in perfect half-arcs.

Su Lian thought to himself, it's not a big deal.

Suddenly there was a murmur from the radio station, and the announcer said in a serious tone: "Next is the submission of classmates 654 of Tao Ni Bobo, classmates Chi Wang and classmates Su Lian, the posture of you shaking the rope is really rare in 4,000 years. It's beautiful at first sight, your rope swinging movements are so tacit, and you are the brightest focus of today's games."

Su Lian's brows jumped, thinking that whoever wrote the manuscript is too embarrassing, please don't read it any more.

"Later, Tao Mi Bobo organized classmates No. 122 to contribute. The rope swing of Chi Li and Su Lian is not only the rope swing, but the two of them sharing weal and woe. Looking back on this scene 50 years later, they still feel that they are in common at the moment. The struggle is still moving.”